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1 897 

Calumet Heights Club. 


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A. W. tL\RL.\N, President. 
Walter Metcalfe, A. P. Harper, 

Vice-President. Sec'y -Treasurer. 

Directors ; 

A. W. Carllsle, Geo. H. Knowle.s, 

E. II. Gold, 
Geo. E. Mar.shall, Philu' D. Norcum. 

House Committee -. 

A. P. Harper, A. W. Carllsle, 

Geo. H. Knowles. 

Membership Committee : 
L. J. Mark.s, J. p. P'lsher, 

C. L. Dol'CiHERTY. 

Shooting Committee : 

Walter Metcalfe, J. S. Hoi ston, P. I). Norcum, 

Geo. H. Kxowles, .S. H. Greeley. 

Rifle Committee ; 

h. L. Davls, R. B. Carson, 

H. B. Black. 

Members of the Club 

Amberg, J. Ward 1046 Marquette Building- 
Booth, Sam'l M 34 La Salle Street 

Black, A. C 205 La Salle Street 

Black, Henry B Bank of Montreal 

Boedker, H. A New York Life Building 

Bird, J. F PuUnnan Building 

Carlisle, A. W Rookery Building- 
Carson, R. B 315 Dearborn Street 

Carson, C. W 3872 Cottage Grove Ave 

Chamberlain, C. C 4300 Ellis Avenue 

Churchill, Chas. E Monadnock Building 

Chanute, Chas. D 4 1 3 Huron Street 

Cook, M. E Board of Trade 

Davis, L. L 103 State Street 

Dougherty. C. L . . . . Traders' Building 

Fisher, J. P 3 1 3 Royal Ins. Building 

Ferguson, H. A • 243 Adams Street 

Gillespie, John 474 W. Congress Street 

Greeley, S. H Rialto Building 

Gold, Egbert H Rookery Building 

Gibson, C. H Royal Ins. Building 

Harlan, A. W Masonic Temple 

Harper, A. P 1 72 Washington Street 

Hodson, F. A 1 32 Loomis Street 

Hobbs, J. O 452 Jackson Boulevard 

Houston, J. S 22nd St. and Centre Ave 

Hunt, A. O 1 73 Ashland Avenue 

Holmboe, L Rookery Building 

Knovi'les, Geo. H - . . - 4564 Oakenwald Avenue 

Lamphere, G. C 221 Fifth Avenue 

Lewis, Fred. S 1 52 So. Water Street 

Metcalfe, Walter 1 69 Jackson Street 

Marks, L. J Traders' Building 

Marks, Kossuth 1 77 La Salle Street 

Marshall, Geo. E 103 State Street 

Morgan, J. A 11 So. Water Street 

Mumford, W. O Rialto Building 

McMichael, Jno Herald Building 

Norcum, Philip D No. 2 Board of Trade 

Orr, Frank B 50 State Street 

Paterson, A. C Journal Building 

Pope, Henry P . . . 90 Dearborn Street 

Sawers, Arthur R 169 Jackson Street 

Schnnidt. Walter So. Chicago 

Turtle, R. A . 36 So. Clark Street 

Wilde, W. A State and Madison Streets 

Westcott, Cassius D Marshall Field Building 

Whitman, A. T 45th St. and Center Ave 

Young, Sam'l E 45 Franklin Street 

For information etc., address 

A. P, Harper, Sec'y 

413, 172 Washington St. 

Location of Club 

HE Calumet Heights Club was founded about 
nine years ago by a party of gentlemen 
hunters of Chicago, who were acquainted 
with the nature of the country and its reputa- 
tion as a resort for wild game. The location of 
the station on the railroad and of the club 
buildings was determined only after careful consideration and 
a thorough exploration of the surrounding country, and time 
has amply demonstrated the good judgment and forethought 
of the founders. 

The club buildings, consisting of club house, keeper's house 
and dining room, members' cottages, ice houses, barns, etc., are 
located upon the south shore of Lake Michigan, on wooded 
knolls facing the lake, about one hundred jards distant from 
the water's edge. The property is located in Lake County, 
Indiana, about twenty -eight miles from Chicago, and midway 
between that city and Michigan City, Indiana. 

The club station, known as Grand Calumet Heights, is 
on the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad, less than three-quarters of 
a mile south from the club buildings. This close proximity 
admits of reaching the grounds by a short drive in the club 
wagon or by a pleasant ten minutes' walk through the woods. 
A short dist^ince east of the station, on the bank of the Grand 
Calumet, is the home of the club's game- keeper, who has 
charge of the club kennels and of the hunting boats, etc., of 
the members. 

Very liberal arrangements with the Baltimore & Ohio Rail- 
road render this club the most accessible of any in the vicinity 

of Chicago. Morning and evening trains at convenient hours 
convey members to and from the club. For residents of the 
south side, connections with the Baltimore Si Ohio trains at 
South Chicago can be made by means of the Illinois Central 
suburban trains, or the South Chicago electric lines. The 
B. & O. fare for the round trip is but one dollar. 

In addition, the Lake Shore road touches both Pine and 
Miller's stations, each distant but four miles from the club 


The country about the club is certainly unique. Beginning 
at Whitings, Indiana, just east of the Illinois State line, a 
wooded strip stretches eastward, following the curve of the 
lake shore to Michigan City, a distance of thirty-five miles. 
This strip is from three to five miles in width, and from the 
sandy nature of the soil is entirely unfit for tillage. 

Ages ago it was doubtless a part of the bed of the lake, but 
in the lapse of time it lias taken the form of sand dunes, now 
for the most part covered with a growth of pine, oak and other 
trees and shrubs. These dunes vary greatly, some being in the 
form of gently undulating wooded hills and dells, carpeted with 
turf and flowers ; then an almost level space with pine groves 
of considerable extent, and again, some miles to the east of the 
club house the hills are of great height and teem with a 
vigorous undergrowth which renders them almost impassable. 
Here also are enormous sand bluffs, rugged and precipitous, 
and partially wooded, forming a ^ iew seemingly fitter for some 
western mpuntain range than for the threshold of a great 

In this wilderness, except for a stray hunter now and then, 
a human being is seldom met with. Exploring parties from 
the club have usually found a few hours of struggling through 
the dense underbrush and over precipitous bluffs sufficient to 
curb theii enthusiasm. 

Scarcely half a mile south from the club house, between the 
hills, wanders the crooked Calumet, bordered by a tine duck 
marsh, and a little beyond that is a series of long sloughs 
much frequented by mallards and other water-fowl. 


This entire region at one time fairly teemed with game, but 
the settlement of the surrounding country has naturally resulted 
in thinning it out of late years. The deer have entirely 
disappeared, though there are still an abundance of foxes and 
coons, and a fair supply of rabbits, squirrels, etc. A wildcat, 
too, has been seen on the club grounds within three years 
Nowhere in the famous Calumet 
region were wild fowl more plenti- 
ful than in the river and marshes 
adjacent to the club house. Of late 
years their supply of natural food 
has diminished, and it has been found 
necessary to seed the marshes, and 
the result has proven very satisfac- 
tory. Excellent shooting, consider- 
ing the proximity to a 
great city, has 
been had for 
the past 
two sea- 
sons. Last 
mallards was 
high score for one 
gun, while thirty-eight rewarded two others for their day in 
the marsh. Last fall fifty-eight ducks was high score for two 
guns. In addition to ducks, wild geese, swan, jack-snipe, plover 

and woodcock are found in their seasons ; and in the woods 
partridge and quail furnish good sport for the hunters. 


The club has fine facilities for this sport, the trap stands 
being conveniently situated on the beach in front of the club 
house, with the lake as a background for the targets. During 
the close season there is a lively competition at the traps at 
both targets and live birds. Regular weekly shoots for the club 
medals are held, for which there is a warm rivalry, and the 
club boasts many excellent shots among its members. 


An excellent range, with the shooting stands a few rods 
east of the club house, furnishes a fine opportunity for those 
who wish to compete for the loo and 200 yards rifle medals. 
To the former contests ladies are admitted, and many fine 
scores attest their proficiency, as well as the interest taken 
by the fair sex in this form of sport. On Thanksgiving day a 
turkey shoot is added to the competitive events. Both the trap 
and target shooting are in the hands of competent committees, 
who arrange all details of the regular and special events. 


The Grand Calumet abounds in bass and pickerel, and 
many good catches reward the patient angler. In the 
club house is a mounted pickerel weighing seventeen povmds, 
taken from this stream. A supply of small-mouthed black bass 
furnished by the U. S. Fish Commission, was planted a few 
seasons since, and are now of fine size for the angler, as the 
supply of food in the river is very abundant and ensures a 
rapid and \ igorous growth. In I^ake Michigan, too, a few 
hundred yards from shore, fine strings of large lake perch are 
often taken. 


It must not be supposed that shooting and fishing engross 
the exclusive attention of the club members, for possibly no other 
club of like character offers so much in the waj'^of other out- 
door sports and relaxations. It is, in fact, as much of an outing as 
a shooting club, and the largest attendance of the year is in the 
close season when hunting is prohibited. 

It is at this time the cottage life of the club is so pleasant. 
Parties are made up for visits of varying lengths and all sorts 
of out-door recreations are indulged in as well as the enjoyment 
of the perfect repose afforded by the environment. 

The club 
from the 
of business 

From the 
north the 
with its firm, 
one of the 

surroundings are of a natvire to banish 
mind of the city dweller all thoughts 
cares and worries. 

club house stretches far away to the 

changeful surface of the great lake, 

even beach of yellow sand, reminding 

sea-shore. To the 

-_; south, east and 

west is the forest, 

with its many pursuits and 

__, fascinations. Each season 

lirings its own pleasures, 
both to the seeker of relief 
from the hurry and worry 
= " " of the great city, and to the 

lover of nature. No part of 
the 3ear is more delightful than the spring at Calumet Heights. 
Then nature is most charming — awakening from winter's bonds. 
The exquisite coloring of twig and shoot and budding leaf, the 
songs of myriad birds, busy in their love-making and nest-build- 
ing, the warm and fragrant breath of the south wind, the first 
tiny flowers, and later, the blossoming shrubs and bushes, all 
under the soft, fleecy skies with their spaces of azure blue, appeal 
to every beholder. Nowhere is there a greater variety of wild 
flowers than about this region from the earliest delicate wind- 
flower of spring to the blind and fringed gentians of late fall. 
Lotus, and lily, and fern — columbine, violet and iris — wildorchids, 
from the tiny fairybell to the rare moccasin flower ; wild honey- 
suckle and golden rod — these, and scores of others, are here for 
those who seek them. In May the dells are purpled with count- 

less blooms of the lupine and the air heavj' with the scent of 
blossoming grape. In June the fragrance of the wild rose fills 
the woods. The song and gaj plumage of birds without number 
add to the scene, and a day or two at this season stolen from the 
brick and mortar and dust of the city seems like taking on a new 
lease of life. 

As the season advances into summer, the lake shore with its 
merry bathing parties, is much in evidence. The water deepens 
so gradually that it is perfectly safe for children to wade or bathe, 
and the beach with its clean, pure sand, is their favorite play- 
ground. Nothing more invigorating can be imagined than an 
early plunge in the surf, before breakfast, on a summer morning, 
though the general bathing takes place later in the day. It is 

amusing to note the unanimity with which the men, in summei", 
malie for the lake immediately on their arrival at the club 
Saturday afternoons. Just time enough elapses to slip into bath- 
ing suits, and they are splashing off the heat and dust of the citv 
like a lot of happy school-boys. The lake is naturally one of the 
chief attractions of the Calumet Heights Club, with its pleasures of 
bathing, sailing, rowing, canoeing and fishing, not to mention 
its fine beach, as firm and smooth as a boulevard, affordino- 
an excellent bicycling track from Whitings to Michigan Citv, 
a stretch of thirty-five miles. 

From the club house and cottages can be noted ever\- change 
upon the surface of the great lake, reaching away three hundred 
miles to the north, from the quiet of a mill-pond to the f urv of a gale 
with its thunderous surf-beat on the shore. The effect of the skv 
colorings reflected on the face of the waters in storm and calm is 
a series of studies for a painter. .Squalls, thundergusts, and wind- 
storms, can be plainly seen as they gather on the horizon, and 
their course noted and followed. .Some of these summer squalls 
are grand in their short-lived rage and fury, and, not infrequent! v 
occur late in the day and are followed by a glorious sunset which 
appears more beautiful in contrast to the former turbu- 
lence. It is noteworthy, too, that in summer when the 
sun is so far to the north, both its rising and its setting- 
throw their gleams over the surface of the lake as 

viewed from this favored 

Not less alluring than 
the spring and summer 
pleasures are those of the autumn, 
with its pure, crisp air, which in- 
vites long tramps and ex- 
plorations through the 
woods, or boating trips 
upon the river, where the 
glowing tints of marsh 
and forest form a brilliant contrast to 


the deep green background of the pines, and the clear blue of 
the autumn skies. 

In the fall of the year, too, in addition to the hunting in 
marsh and woods, the fljway shooting is much enjoyed. In 
the daytime the ducks rest in large numbers in the great lake, to 
return at dusk to their inland feeding-marshes. Strangely 
enough, their flight is usually over certain well-known courses, 
termed "flyways." About these points the hunters conceal 
themselves shortly before dark, and fusilade at the dimly seen 
flocks, drifting swiftly by over their heads, in the gathering dusk. 

In winter, naturally, the scene is greatly changed. The woods 
are carpeted with spotless snow, and the limbs of the pines, bend- 
ing under their weight of white, present a most beautiful appear- 
ance. The drift ice in the lake is heaped up on the shores by the 
prevalent north winds, and there freezes solidly in the form of 
great hills or ice hummocks, often extending into the lake a 
quarter of a mile or more, and forming, as they glisten in the 
winter sunshine, a rare scene of polar beauty. 

On a mild winter day hummock shooting at the water's edge 
affords excellent sport, the game being mergansers and other 
species of northern ducks that pass the winter in these latitudes. 
In winter too, the pursuit of the fox is popular, as well as rabbit 
and coon hunting. Excellent skating is to be had on the river 
for those who are fond of this sport, while a toboggan party on 
Toboggan Hill, with its steep descent of nearly an eighth of a 
mile, is something to be long remembered. 

The following letter written by a young lady, a guest at one of 
the cottages last June, will serve to give an idea of 

"We left Chicago on the 3:30 B. c!C O. limited, Saturday after- 
noon, and arrived at the club station shortly before five o'clock, 
in company with a score or more of other members and guests. A 
few of the matrons and elders chose the club wagon in waiting. 

but the majority preferred the half-mile walk through the woods 
to the club house. It had rained nearly two days in the city and 
the change from the indescribable mud in the streets, and the 
murky, smoke-laden air, to the pure, sweet smells of the forest, 
with its dry, sandy footing, was as refreshing as it was unexpected. 
My hostess had spoken enthusiastically of the relief and change 
from every day life she and her friends experienced in these 
wilds, and I now began to realize it as I beheld the beautiful 
foliage and breathed in the odors of the wild flowers, and especially 
of the wild roses which abounded everywhere. 

"With the departure of the train the last tie which bound one 
to the conventional civilization seemed to be cast off. Laughter 
and shouts and jests were the rule, and it seemed impossible to 
drink in enough of the fragrant breath of the woods and flowers. 

" Coming in sight of the club buildings, I saw an extended row 
of cottages stretching away on either hand of the central building, 
all perched on sandy, wooded hillocks, and facing the blue waters 
of the great inland sea which lay sparkling in the sunlight. A 
sigh of delight escaped me, for here again was the sea-shore of my 
childhood, with its broad beach of sand and nothing but sea and 
sky to the far horizon. To the east and west, only the curving 
shores with their background of pine-clad sand dunes. 

"After a change to comfortable outing attire, supplied by my 
hostess, we sauntered west on the beach, a few hundred yards, to 
the 'wreck' — a large three-masted schooner, blown ashore in the 
dreadful gale of 1894, and now standing as erect as if at anchor, 
fifty yards inland, with masts and boom intact, and imbedded in 
six feet of sand. So great was the fury of the gale that she was 
washed bodily over the shallow bars, and where she now stands 
the water at that time was six feet in depth. Happily no lives 
were lost, as the sailors all clung to the ship and were able to wade 
ashore shortly after she struck. After clambering aboard and 
inspecting the vessel, which included a peep into the narrow 
dingy forecastle, in which wretched hole I am told the sailors 
were lodged, we retraced our steps along the beach to our cot- 

tage, in time for the arrivals bj the second train which leaves the 
city at 4:50 and reaches the club station at six o'clock. Hearty 
greetings were exchanged on all hands, for the club of fifty 
members seems like a great family, and I could not help noting 
the holiday, out-of-school feeling pervading everyone. 

"Though so near the city, there is here absolutely nothing to 
remind one of its existence. The change is complete. I am told 
the nearest settlement, in any direction, is four miles distant. 
The only link with civilization is the railroad telegraph operator, 
whose shanty is one mile away, and with whom the club is con- 
nected by a convenient telephone. By this means telegrams 
may be sent and received, and the operator apprises the club 
manager of any trains that may be behind time, thereby saving 
members any vexatious wait at the station. 

" The second train had scarcely arrived when the bell for 
supper sounded, and we were soon seated in the dining room, 
where the tables were neatly set and the food both ample and 
substantial. I felt it necessary to apologize for my appetite 
which, from being very languid at home, seemed to have picked 
up here to an alarming extent, but my entertainers only smiled 
and assured me that the Calumet Heights appetite was proverbial 
and that dyspeptics and others who never know, in the city, what 
it is to sit down to table with any longing for food, are, after a 
short time at the club, eager for their meals and can indulge in 
almost any kind of food in almost any quantity. This is doubtless 
due to the fact that the members live in the open air as much as 
possible, and this, with active exercise and relief from the cares 
of the city, must have a favorable effect on the digestive organs. 

"After supper I was invited on the lake to view a most ex- 
quisite sunset from a dainty canoe, and, reclining most comfort- 
ably on cushions, while my companion plied the noiseless paddle, 
I think I never realized more keenly the poetry of canoeing. 
The little wavelets musically lapping the sides of the canoe, the 
graceful, gliding motion of the fairy craft, the entrancing color- 
ings of the sunset and the afterglow, succeeded by the quiet of 

the glistening stars in the great dome above us, while from the 
shore drifted faintly the sound of music and laughing voices, all 
left upon my memory an impression not soon to be effaced. The 
world seemed far away — a feeling of infinite repose took posses- 
sion of me and it was with a long drawn sigh of regret that I felt 
our keel touch the beach. 

" A visit to the club house soon brought a change of mood. In 

the gunroom the 
sportsmen were busy 
with their guns and 
accoutrements, ar- 
ranging for tomor- 
row's contest, exchang 
ing stories, theories 
and experiences, after 
the manner of their 
Ivind; the club room 
held a jolly cinch 
party, with here and 
there a member with 
a book ; the ladies' 
room was filled with 
the life and gaiety of 
the younger element, 
while piano, banjo 
and mandolin were 
spiritedly lending their best aid to song and jest and skylarking. 
A remarkable transformation had taken place in every one. The 
trim, citified costumes had disappeared with citified manners, and 
in place of these were comfort and jollity. Short skirts, leggins, 
sweaters, blouses, shooting-jackets and hats were indulged in by 
the ladies, and, as for the men, I was utterly lost. I had occasion- 
ally seen dandified specimens of the tourist sportsman, spick and 
span in faultless regulation attire, and had formed my ideas on 
these models, but here I beheld the genuine article, and such an 
aggregation of wrinkled, faded, stained and shapeless garments 
of corduroy, velveteen, moleskin, canvas and chamois bewildered 
me. The gentlemen whom I had met on the train in modish 
attire, spotless linen and dressy head-gear were unrecognizable. 
Now, I felt, I needed re-introductions all around. 'Yes,' said 
one, commenting on my expressed wonder, ' We come down 
here for comfort and change. We can get all the dress and all 



the style we want in the city. Mere we can wear our old 
clothes, and there is nothing, I can assure you, so dear to the 
heart of the hunter as his old shooting suit, with a memory in 
every smear and stain. ' No,' he laughed, 'those who are seeking 
for style and functions and high teas must look elsewhere; that 
sort of thing is tabooed at Calumet Heights.' At this moment he 
was called to make one of a card game, and sauntering into the 
club room, he filled and lighted a corn-cob pipe and sat down at 
the table, a picture of perfect content. 

"Out on the broad club porch were groups chatting, and drinking 
in the beauty of the starlit night, while on the beach, slowly 

pacing up and down, the forms of a couple were outlined against 
the horizon — the old, old story! 

"Reclining in hammocks, or comfortably ensconced in rockers 
and easy chairs, I found the family of my hosts on their porch, 
with some of the neighboring cottagers, and long we lingered in 
the quiet night, while soft breezes fanned us, and the sound of 
the waves rippling on the beach was mingled with the distant call 
of the whippoorwill. My last recollection of this reposeful night 
was the silver crescent of the new moon high above the trees to 
the west, and to my mind came, dreamily, Lowell's beautiful lines: 
'My day began not till the twilight fell, 

And, lo, in ether from heaven's sweetest well, 

The New Moon swam, divinely isolate, 

In maiden silence.' 
"The next morning I, who, at home, idly nibble a little toast at 
my morning meal, found myself heartily relishing a generous 
meat breakfast. The wind, during the night, had changed into 
the north-west, and the air was invigoratingly fresh and clear, 
while the 'white horses were tossing their manes' upon the deep 
blue of the lake. I had been invited to take a sail, but the skipper, 
after casting his weather eye to windward, reported that we 
would have rather a wet time of it, as the breeze was freshening 
rapidly, so a party was made up for a stroll in the woods, and I 
wish I could describe to you, at length, our delightful experiences. 
Our first destination was riverward to the Second Bend, a mile 
distant from the club house, and reached by a charming path 
through the woods. Flowers — everywhere — sprung from the 
sandy, porous soil, and I am told that no amount of rain or moist- 
ure leaves any trace on the surface, so quickly is it absorbed. 
This, naturally, is a condition fatal to any kind of malaria, and 
with the piney odors of the woods and the vast stretch of the lake 
with its ozonizing processes, I should think Calumet Heights 
would be a remarkable locality for a sanitarium. Indeed, I am 
told by many of the members that they often run down for a day 
or two when troubled with severe colds, and never fail to get 
relief from the change. 


" We reached our destination, after stopping at First Bend, a 
bluffy curve of overhanging pines on the river bank, and passing 
through some charming dells, beflowered with a wealth of wild 
roses. After resting awhile on a grassy bank at Second Bend, 
we climbed a tall bluff a little further on and had a fine view of 
the wild country to the south as far as the eye could reach, the 
crooked, marsh-bordered river winding to the east and west, 
while to the north, over the tree tops, we caught glimpses of the 
intense blue of the great lake. It seemed to give one an extraor- 
dinary sense of freedom to stand upon this summit in the midst 
of such a wilderness. Here one had elbow-room, as it were, for 
it appeared, indeed, to be the forest primeval. 

"Homeward bound, we took a path directly through the woods 
to the lake shore, stopping on the way to repose in a most 
delightful pine grove whose aromatic odors we sniffed most 
gratefully. I thought how delightful it would be to pass a morn- 
ing in these fragrant aisles, with a favorite novel, swinging 
in a hammock, or perhaps, reclining upon the soft carpet of pine 
needles. A little later we found ourselves on the broad beach, 
laden with flowers, ferns and other remembrances of the woods. 

"Wind and sea had risen materially, and the waves had a brisk 
motion which gave us many a scamper to keep from wet feet, as 
we took our half-mile stroll back to the club house. 

"At the club, the weekly rifle and trap-shooting contests were 
going on. At the rifle range, I watched the ladies do some ex- 
cellent work with their squirrel rifles at loo yards, while the men 
shot off-hand with their heavier weapons, at 200 yards. A tele- 
scope fixed on the targets shows the result of each shot, and there 
was a keen competition for the weekly possession of the medal 
trophies with their little diamond bulls-eyes. 

"The trap-shooting at targets, or clay pigeons as they are 
called, interested me greatly. I had never seen this kind of sport, 
and it seemed incredible that the shooters could so often hit the 
flying disks as they were sharply sprung from the traps. The 
men shoot in squads of five, from a platform. The trap is sprung 
from behind as they call 'pull,' and the firing is almost continu- 
ous. The spectators view the sport from a shelter in the rear, 
and applause for skilful work, and chaff for the unluckv, is not 
wanting. A regular medal shoot takes place weekly, followed by 
all sorts of matches between individuals and teams. 

"Arrived at our cottage, I was aware of a peculiar sensation, 
one that I had not experienced for a long time. It was yet a half 
hour to dinner and I, who in the city indulge at noon in only the 
lightest of luncheons, was in spite of my unusual breakfast, des- 
perately hungry, and the half hour seemed intolerably long. 
However, the bell rang at last and a merry rush was made to be 
first served — all except the trap shooters. 'Oh, they can't spare 

time for meals,' I was told, 'they have to be driven in.' It was 
a most substantial meal for me, and I had a little feeling that I 
was making an exhibition of myself by eating so heartily, until I 
noticed that the other ladies at our table were no less busy with 
the viands. I was warned to 'leave room for pie,' as Mrs. Starr, 
the steward's wife, was famous for this delicacy, and I assure 
you her fame is well deserved, for anything of the kind more 
delicious I have yet to eat. For the winter, the lady's buckwheat 
cakes have a like reputation. 'Pie and Buckwheat Cakes are the 
Calumet Heights heavenly twins,' said a facetious neighbor, 
'We come miles for 'em, literally.' 

"My promised sail, which the boisterous lake had prevented, 
eventuated, in the afternoon, in an invitation to a trip on the river 
in a duck boat. 

"Our start was made from the boat house on the river bank 
which is in care of the club game-keeper, who resides adjacent to 
it by the side of the dog kennels. Amidst howling entreaties 
from a dozen hunting dogs, we embarked in a shallow, tippy craft 
which swayed with every movement. After I had been deposited 
on the clean, coarse marsh-grass which filled the boat, with 
instructions to sit perfectly still, what was my horror to perceive 
my companion pick up an enormously long paddle and push out 
into the deep water, standing erect in the tiny, quivering shell. 
Visions of the damp remains of a velveteen clad young woman 
being fished out of the weeds crossed my mind, but before I 
could realize it, we had crossed the deep channel and were 
gliding through the rushes in shallower water. 

"It was a perfect June day, and the pines and foliage and 
flowers on the bank were retiected in the mirror-like surface with 
a most charming effect. 

"On we pushed, with a steady, gliding motion, through rushes, 
wild rice, marsh-grass or lily-pads; my gondolier pausing now 
and then to call my attention to the wonderful marine growth 
beneath the surface of the river, or to some curious marsh-flower 
or plant or insect; to the varying shades of green in the waving 


marsh-grass; the formation or coloring of cloud and sky, or, 
perhaps, to an eagle or a hawk hovering afar off in the blue. 
He also contrasted the summer appearance of the marsh with its 
autumn aspect, with its mellow, hazy, sunlight, and the grasses 
aflame with color, from the palest gold to the ruddiest of browns 
and russets. 

" Nothing seemed to escape his vision, and remarking on this, 
I was told that all hunters acquire this faculty instinctively — it is 


part of their craft, and, moreo\er, that nearly all hunters are 
Nature-lovers. They see her under every possible condition and 
in every mood, and no one can possibly be often afield, from the 
first glow of dawn until dusk, without feeling the companionship 
of Nature. He had noticed it in the rudest and most uncouth of 
men, who could find no sort of expression for the feeling. 

"Thus we progressed, until we reached a bed of glorious water 
lillies, which I plucked with bared arms from deep below the 
surface, my boatman, in the meantime, directing the boat to the 
finest blooms, and steadying it with the long paddle thrust deep 
into the mud. In a short time I had gathered a basketful of the 
beauties. Our trip was resumed with the remark from my com- 
panion that he had in view a treat for -me, but could not say 
definitely until he had prospected a little, and, sending the boat 
along with strong, steady stroke, in ten minutes we landed at a 
beautiful co\ e, from which I was led a few yards inland to a 
sunny slope, and, to my great delight, a bed of luscious wild 
strawberries lay before me. My guide's fears that they had not 
yet ripened proved groundless for they were in the ver_js perfec- 
tion of their delicious flavor. We leisurely ate what we- wished 
and plucked a quart or more to carry home, and then, after briefly 
enjoying a pleasant bit of scenery from a higher point on the 
bank, we embarked again, homeward bound. 

"As we passed them, the different duck-shooters' 'blinds' on the 
river were pointed out to me, and in answer to my many ques- 
tions, I was amazed to find that duck shooting, which I supposed 
to be a very simple affair, was a matter of so much alertness, 
skill, experience and knowledge of the habits of the wary fowl 
that I wondered that any were ever shot — of course this applies to 
wing-shooting, the art of the true sportsman, and my informant 
spoke very slightingly of what he termed 'pot hunters' — or those 
who shoot at birds sitting on the water. Amusing instances were 
related, too, of the mishaps of novices and of the unpleasant and 
ofttimes dangerous duckings and mud baths they are exposed to 
from their ignorance of the art of shooting from a duck boat, or 

of the use of the push paddle. I was deUghted, too, to learn that 
the songsters and insectivorous birds are never molested bj 
sportsmen, on the contrary they are very strenuous for their 
protection. This case does not, however, extend to what they 
term 'robber' birds, such as hawks, kites, jays, crows and the like, 
who are active in despoiling the nests of the song birds. 

"My companion also enlarged upon the physical benefit he and 
others had derived from weekly outings at the club. He said 
that to almost every business man there comes a time when the 
prolonged strain of affairs tells upon the nerves, and especially is 
this true in times of commercial stringency. Professional men, 
too, after intense and unusual mental effort, experience the need 
of rest and change. They all feel if they could only run away 
from their desks and escape, if but for a day or two, from all that 
reminds them of their daily affairs, it would be like the lifting of 
a great burden from their shoulders. The main difficulties 
usually are, that such relief spots are far away and time cannot be 
spared for an extended trip. For such, he said, the Calumet 
Heights Club, within an hour from Chicago and open throughout 
the year, offered ideal opportunities. One's belongings being kept 
at the club, there is no packing or preparation necessary beyond 
stepping aboard the train, and in an hour you are in seclusion and 
free to follow your bent. 

" Thus chatting, we pushed along the crooked stream to the 
boat landing, and thence homeward, laden with our flowers and 
berries, and I may say the latter were much relished at our 
supper table. It had been arranged that we were to return to the 
city after supper, though I would gladly have remained another 
night in the happy freedom of this pleasant spot. It was with 
many regrets that I laid off my comfortable outing garments and 
donned the starched and stiff attire of the city. For a time I felt 
as if in a strait-jacket. Everything had suddenly become too 
tight, and I wondered, impatiently, if our sex would ever have 
the courage to cut loose from the tyranny of fashion and dare to 
be comfortable. 

"Perhaps a score or more boarded the train cityward that even- 
ing, nearly all carrying huge bunches of the spoils of the forest, 
and our car looked like a veritable bower of wild flowers. One 
young girl carried a basket of the rare lady-slippers, or moccasin 
flowers, a kind of wild orchid. The blooms were most exquisite, 
with their tints of white, cream, rose and lavender. The possess- 
or told me she had tramped, with her father, a matter of eight or 
ten miles that day, and her bright eyes and sun-tanned cheeks 
were evidence of her enjoyment of her outing. 

"With our arrival at the city, ended this most delightful day, 
and it was with no small pleasure that I accepted from my kind 
hostess an invitation for another visit later in the season. 

"As I recall my many pleasant memories of the day I feel that 
if I might choose an appropiate inscription for the club portals it 
might well be : 

'Leave care behind, all ye who enter here.' " 

C. H. Morgan Co. 

1 1 So. Water Street, 

established 1880. 

We have a laige, thoroughly modern plant 
and are well equipped for all kinds of com- 
mercial work, and shall be pleased to quote 
prices on catalogues, pamphlets, etc. We 
solicit your account. 

Crap and Tield 

If you wear glasses and shoot, you cannot afford 
to be wittiout a pair of spectacles made for that 
purpose. Our spectacles are superior in style, 
workmanship and fit. 

Send for Descriptive Circular. 


Central Music Hall, CHICAGO. 


State and Madison Streets, 


* Sartor Resartus" 

Who would have thought a few years ago 
that ready to wear garments would have 
reached such a standard of excellence as 
you 11 now find in those made by James 
Wilde. Jr., & Co. Equal in every way to 
the best made to order work at little more 
than half made to order prices. 


Gentlemen will find this a convenient place 
to buy their haberdashery — the variety is so 
great and the prices so moderate — two 
results brought about by the big business 
we do. 


for ladies and gentlemen. We are agents 
for the celebrated BARNES WHITE 
FLYERS— acknowledged to be the most 
b2autiful bicycles in the world — and as good 
as they are beautiful. The IDLEWILD is a 
lower priced bicycle ($50), but the best ob- 
tainable at the price. 

Frank Reed, Manager. 

A Diamond a Bank. 

1st. It pays good interest in the pleasure its beauty gives you. 

2nd. It is everlasting. It never v/ears out. 

3rd. It is the best collateral in the world. 

4th. You can borrov/ naoney on it instantly. 

5th. It doesn't change in value. 

You can invest your money in one the same as you v/ould in 

a savings bank. So much a day. v/eek or month. 

We carry one of the best assorted stocks in the city. It will 

cost you nothing to look. It will cost you less than you think 

to buy. 

Geo. E. Marshall, 

S. E. Cor. State & Washington Sts. 

Third Floor. CHICAGO. ILL, 

M. H, WAGAR & CO., 

Wholesaile Llqiuior Merchaiiits 


Sole Owners of the Celebrated 

Maryland Reserve Pure Rye 


Telephone Harrison 711. CHICAGO. 


d 1934